"I am always prepared because Miss Sydney says that I’m a ninja!" Roo grinned every more at the boy while she talked. When he began to bounce, it only made her want to bounce higher. "We gotta be! There’s no other ways to do it." She kept giggling before letting her mouth drop open. "Sir? Like a Knight? No way! Are you like a Knight? A king and queen type of Knight? My name is Roo!"
"Oh wow! You’re a very good ninja! You gotta teach me some things, okay? ‘cause you’re very good at scaring people." He stated, smiling brightly at her. She was so full of energy and so cute. He loved the thought of hanging out with her. As she continued to bounce, he clapped, excited that they were bouncing, "Hooray! Do friends get to make secret handshakes?" Peter couldn’t help but laugh. He leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear, "Not here, but there’s this place that I used to got a lot. It’s called Neverland and over there, you get to be anything you want. So, I wanted to be a Knight. Roo! That is really cute." He grinned and gave her a small smirk, "Would you like to be a princess, Roo? We can make you a crown and everything."
"Now, don’t get ahead of yourself. You have yet to give me a thimble. You’ve only ever given me a kiss, which is still lovely but it’s not thimble. My treasuring of any of your gifts means nearly nothing in the scheme of things. That’s just silly that something so simple would mean anything to you. It would be extremely rude to ever regret anything given to me, especially a thimble from the amazing Peter Pan." She wanted so badly to say what she was feeling but thought it would be smarter to keep her mouth shut. Usually things got messy when she started to talk up a storm, but it was usually hard for her to stop. Talking was easy, staying quiet was always difficult. "Oh stop that, you’re just saying those things. It’s quite alright to make a girl feel lovely but you have to mean what you say. I know I’m not all that wonderful, it’s alright Peter." Wendy smiled at the kiss to her hand, her eyes not leaving him. She knew she meant nothing to him and she accepted that, but he was making it very complicated in that moment. "What about in death? What happens then? How will you get me go of me then Peter?"
"I’ve been waiting for the right moment. A thimble must be treasured and given when the other person deserves it the most. I have thought about giving you one, but I’ve been scared. Isn’t it always the simplest things that mean the most? I will make sure that with me, you don’t regret anything, not once, not ever." Peter didn’t know how to explain what he felt. If he could barely explain it to himself, how was he supposed to explain it to her? Words were easy, feelings were not. For years, he’d wondered what to say to her, wondered if she felt the same way. He wanted to spend every day with her that he could, to teach her things she didn’t know and have her teach him. "I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true. My words have never been more true. If you don’t believe me now, let me show you, okay? Please, let me show you how wonderful I think you are. I want to show you what my heart feels every single day." Peter stared into her eyes, giving her a small smile. He had been trying so hard not to melt, not to feel so silly and fluttery. It wasn’t working very well. When she spoke about death, Peter squeezed her hand. He shook his head, covering her hand with his other. "I won’t let you die, Wendy. I’m not letting you go anywhere. Letting go isn’t an option. If you go, I go."
"You can’t get me back, I’m too sneaky and good at this. You’re not even gonna be able to scare me a little bit." Roo grinned at him while bouncing where she was standing. "No way! I like you too!" As he tapped her nose she let out another string of giggles. "Hey, wait a second, I don’t know your name!"
Peter chuckled and pursed his lips, “Is that right? We’ll just have to see about that. You better always be prepared. I’m like a ninja.” He loved that she was bouncing up and down. It made him even more excited to hang around with her. He bounced up and down too. “Oh my goodness! Yay! This means we have to be friends now.” Peter held out his hand, “The name’s Sir Peter, who are you young princess?”
"A thimble? For me? Why, I’d be honored Peter Pan. A gift as wonderful as that from someone as wonderful as you would be treasured." Wendy wasn’t blind, she saw the way he looked at her but she also saw him look at others girls that way. She always thought she wasn’t anything special to him, she just just Wendy, never his Wendy. To keep herself from falling too hard she just smiled and went along with whatever happened between them. As his hand found hers a smile lit up her face. She looked across the table to him, admiring him. He was lovely to her and he always would be. “Oh Peter, you make everything sound so marvelous. The world shines much brighter when you’re describing it.” Wendy pressed her eyebrows together as she kept her eyes on him. “If you honestly believe I’d ever let you go you’re mad.”
"Thimbles only mean the world to me when they’re give to you, Wendy Darling. Knowing you will treasure my gift is the greatest gift anyone could ever receive. I’m only wonderful because you let me be." Peter had a knack for words, for making girls fall at his feet with his dreams of other worlds and adventures they could experience. But it was never that way with Wendy. He’d never intended to make her fall for him and him for her. It all happened so fast and so sudden but for once in his life, he hadn’t wanted to run. He wanted to experience this part of growing up, this adventure. Peter wanted her to be his Wendy but only if he could be her Peter. Her hand in his felt perfect, almost too perfect. All of the moments they could spend together, holding hands, smiling at each other and experiencing life flooded through his head. He loved the way it looked, the way it could potentially be. “Thank you. I have always hoped that I don’t sound silly. My world shines brighter because of you. It always has. The moment I met you, I instantly felt like I was a king. When I’m not around you, life is dull and boring. Seeing your smile and the look in your eyes, Wendy, I can’t go a day without seeing you, if only for a second.” He leaned forward and kissed her hand, “I couldn’t dream of letting you go. I’m never letting you go, never.”
Roo squealed and giggled while she looked at the boy. “Yay! Yay! Yay! That’s what I was trying to do! You’re not mad at me though, right? Because I was just being silly, not mean.”
He peeked out from behind his hands and bent down to her level, “Yay? You were trying to scare me? Oh dear, you know that means I have to get you back now, right?” Peter laughed and shook his head, “I’m not mad at you. I don’t get mad very easily. I like silly and so I like you.” He stated, tapping her nose.
Wendy was usually positive about everything, even moving to this circus and making a life for herself here. It wasn’t perfect and she knew it wouldn’t always be good but she wanted to make the best of it because she knew she wasn’t going anywhere else. Peter would only make it easier. He made everything easier. With a smile she gently pulled away from him, pressing a soft kiss onto his cheek. “It’s been awhile since I gave you your very own thimble.” After that she set herself in the booth, her eyes on his food as she nodded for him to sit as well. “I’m glad someone will grow up with me, I’m quite afraid you know. Horrid, isn’t it? Wendy Darling being afraid of something. It’s a shame, I wish I was fearless truly. Although it seems I’m just going to have to close my eyes and hold onto you tightly as we go through this ‘growing up’ together. I can do anything with you.”
Every word out of Wendy’s mouth was beautiful. He had always loved listening to her talk and listening to all of her stories and experiences. She was so full of spirit and love that it made Peter feel like he could rule the world. Standing near her made his heart race and his smile grow larger than anyone else had. As he felt her lips press a soft kiss to his cheek, he had a strong feeling that he was blushing. He didn’t usually blush very easily. “It has. Let’s let it not be so long again, okay? I would very much like to give you a thimble someday. Perhaps not in such a public place?” Peter watched her sit down and followed, sitting down across from her. He smiled, so brightly, staring right into her eyes. “I never thought I would hear that Wendy Darling was afraid of something, but it means so much to me to know that you trust me enough to tell me. No one is ever fearless. I’m afraid of so much. But I don’t let it stop me.” He reached over the counter and took her hand, stroking his thumb along the back of her hand. “Don’t you dare ever let go of me. Wendy, you and I will do everything. Our imaginations are full so much wonder and excitement and you will always be my fairy dust.”
"I have an entire act to plan by myself now and I have a lot to do. Unless someone’s dying, I’d rather you left my tent. Thank you for not wasting my time."
By yourself? Oh now, honey, that’s not fun at all. I’m a very helpful person and can be very creative when I want to be. Come on, let me help. Perhaps I can calm you down too. *smiles brightly* Planning isn’t fun when it’s by yourself.
Roo giggled while she jumped out of the bush she’d been hiding in and in front of the person she’d landed in front of. “Did I scare you?”
Peter placed his hands over his face and jumped slightly, “Ahh!” He peeked out from behind his hands, “You did scare me!”
Wendy didn’t think Peter would even take much notice of her. She’d already heard rumors that he was getting along well with some other girl, not that she was surprised. Peter was always good with the ladies and Wendy was always jealous of them. She remembered once that he was telling a group of girls some stories as she nearly fell over because her foot was stuck on a rope. She shook her head to remove that memory before smiling at him. He seemed to be happy to see her or at least she hoped so. Then he stood up which only made her more nervous. She looked at him for a moment before quickly pulling him to her and hugging him tightly. “Of course I’m here Peter. I’m here so that I may grow up… At least, that’s what I’m supposed to be doing. I highly doubt any of that will be going on, especially with you around.”
Peter couldn’t believe that he had found her again. He had spent years searching for her, searching for that smile. Now, here she was, standing in front of him, looking as beautiful and mesmerizing as ever. Wendy had been everything to him, even though he hadn’t shown it. It had always been difficult for him to express exactly how he was feeling. He always had fun flirting with girls and telling them stories. But there was always only one girl on his mind, Wendy. How was he supposed to tell her that? Because he never did, he tried to focus on everything else and forget about what he thought he felt about her. When she pulled him to her and hugged him tightly, his heart began to beat. He loved being around her, he always had. “If you’re going to grow up, I’ll grow up with you. You’re the only person I’d ever let take me on that adventure. But I promise you, I will try my hardest to not let that happen. You and I, we need to stay young and happy forever. There are so many stories to tell, so many stories to create.”
Valarie normally doesn’t pay other people attention when she goes to Grandmother’s to get herself some food, but this kid was insane. He was probably the skinniest guy she has ever seen and there he was, scarfing down this huge plate of french fries decked in cheese and chili like it was no problem! She didn’t mean to stare; it was a bad habit of hers really, but she apparently must have been staring for a good few minutes because the boy said something and she had to snap herself out of her staring to reply. “No. I mean, I’m kind of shocked that you can eat that much and not explode, but that was the only thing I was thinking, I swear!”
Peter’s gaze stayed on the girl, with his mouth still full. He chewed slowly, trying not to laugh at what he was saying. His metabolism was pretty fast and he had no idea why. Eating was one of his favorite things to do, but he figured because he was always moving, dancing and doing acrobatics, that he burned everything right off. Laughing, he wiped his mouth when he was done eating and pointed to the seat across from him, “I ask myself the same thing every day. I think it’s ‘cause when I’m not eating, I’m constantly moving. Come join me. I’ve got a burger coming too. You can have some fries.”